I call them “deja vu moments”–time seems to stop, and for the briefest of moments I know I’ve “seen” this before. Tonight, while straining macaroni I had a “deja vu moment.” Yesterday, scribbling some notes at work, I had one. A few days ago, while doing nothing of any import at work, I had another. Last Sunday, while building the USS Constellation, again a “deja vu moment.”
Scientifically, deja vu happens when the visual signal from one eye reaches the brain a fraction of a second before the signal from the other eye creating a slight mental discontinuity as the brain tries to process the two slightly-out-of-sync visual inputs.
What if it’s not? What if it’s something completely different?
I think deja vu could be a mild pre-cognition. No, I’m not suddenly about to craft and predict pre-fash Perky Pat layouts. It’s a strange idea, I know.
In other news, I have to wonder. Should point-of-view shift radically in the course of a single sentence? For a story I’m working on I think it should–start the sentence from one perspective, and as the sentence ends the point-of-view is completely different. It’s not something that could be done in anything but prose. Film? No. Theater? No. Audio drama? Hell no. But it’s right for the story I’m trying to tell.